Merry Christmas Stories by Just Right" Authors & Artists

Author:Just Right" Authors & Artists
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dover Publications
Published: 2014-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

THE CHRISTMAS TREE THAT WENT WALKING

It was not a very large Christmas tree, only a little spruce that Hans had gone a long way from his city block to a wood lot and cut down. He had been able to cut it with his small axe and then he had brought the little spruce tree home on his shoulder and his father had made a green stand in which it stood in the middle of the kitchen.

The Christmas tree was fragrant. There was nothing with which to trim it, but Hans’ eyes shone with happiness as he looked at it. “I should like to show it to Tony!” he said, so he carried the little green Christmas tree in his arms to the next house to his in which Tony lived. Tony was an odd small boy from across the sea in Italy, but he was a boy who dearly loved to celebrate a holiday.

“It looks like something for a fiesta!” shouted Tony when Hans appeared at his door carrying the spruce tree. “I have a wax candle that we brought with us on the ship for luck to this new country. Wait! I will give it to the Christmas tree.” And Tony brought a tall white candle which the two little boys tied securely to the tip top of the pine tree.

“Jeanne would like to see our Christmas tree!” Tony said. “Her mother bakes cakes to sell in the shop on the other side of our street.”

“Come, then, we will take the tree to Jeanne!” said Hans. And the two boys carried the green tree with its tall wax candle to the tiny shop that smelled so sweetly of sugar and spices, and in which Jeanne, a dark-eyed little girl from France, stood behind the counter and waited on customers.

Jeanne clapped her hands with delight as she saw it. “We must hang sweets upon the Christmas tree!” she said. “My mother has made many cookies in holiday shapes, stars and crescents and leaves, and she has put icing on the top. I am sure that she will let us have enough Christmas cakes to trim the tree.”

So the two little boys and Jeanne tied cookies in the shapes of stars and crescents and leaves with bright bits of ribbon to the spruce tree until its branches hung down richly. How pretty it looked! It had a tall wax candle on its top and it held gifts of Christmas cakes, iced with pink and white showing between the green twigs.

Jeanne took the boys’ hands and they danced about the tree. Then Jeanne had a thought. “This is too beautiful a tree to stay here in our shop,” she said. “I wish that we might show it to Sarah, who lives next door to me and who works with her father from morning until night making wreaths of mistletoe and holly, with no time to play.”

“Come, then,” said Hans, “we will take the Christmas tree to Sarah,” and with that the little spruce tree went on its Christmas way.

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